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Dining
Are You Chicken?
Evan Sung for The New York Times
The fried chicken at Fatty Crab, Upper West Side. Hopping on the fried chicken bandwagon? Skip the Southern-flavored “bucket brigade” joints in favor of Asian flavors, writes Julia Moskin. The version at Fatty Crab, infused with turmeric, fennel seed, ginger, fish sauce and smoked simple syrup, takes five days to prepare, from steam oven to wok. At Congee Village, there’s ginger and garlic and five-spice powder. Tebaya, which specializes in Japanese chicken wings, marinates them in mirin and double-fries them. And to out chowhound the crowds, head to Mambí, a 24-hour Dominican cafe near the GW Bridge, for Latin pollo. “Savory and crunchy,” Moskin writes, “with a warm brown-and-burnt-orange crust, it could give rise to its own religion — with a cult of lime wedges and pink pickled onion rings on the side.”
Film
Just Say Yes
In “The Yes Men Fix the World,” the pair of pranksters behind last year’s fake New York Times and last month’s fake New York Post pose as representatives of Dow Chemical, Halliburton and Exxon, with even wackier results. They demonstrate Vivoleum, a new recycling-friendly biofuel (it’s made from dead people) and the Survivaball, an inflatable pod meant to provide protection from catastrophic climate change — and even convince a global audience that a corporation was going to pay for its environmental malfeasance, causing the company’s stock prices to plummet. “It is great fun to watch them do their dirty work,” writes Stephen Holden. “I imagine they would argue that they are sowing the seeds of a populist revolt somewhere down the line. If they can do it, why not us?” Books, Music, Comedy
Words and Music
Two ways to get your literary/tuneful kick on tonight. The Happy Ending series presents the memoirist Stephen Elliott, the French novelist Tanguy Viel, and music by the singer-songwriter Larkin Grimm, plus a bit of risk-taking from each one, all at Joe’s Pub. At Le Poisson Rouge, John Wesley Harding’s Cabinet of Wonders has Tanya Donelly (Belly, the Throwing Muses), the novelists Rick Moody, Patrick McGrath and the comedian Todd Barry, who is neither literary nor tuneful, but has the timing of a metronome. |
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